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Advice to Anthony the Traveller (poem)

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Journeying to see travel’s deeper mystery,
you must stalk the scent of culture and history.
Track the traces of strange languages,
in the smiles of strangers find security, 
in land and climate bleach your bones till they fade.
In the bounty of foreign wines steep your cares,
in the road’s unseen turnings winnow your soul, 
amassing biographic chapters and honing your role,
chasing chicas, chiding the stay at homes,
homing in on the wanderers real rewards.
Reposing in stillness at the spirit’s centre,
may you always travel artfully.

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Written by Luke Dunn

September 13, 2017 at 8:43 am

Posted in Creative Writing, poems

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  1. Thanks, i’m off to write myself something time travelly 😀

    StorySpores

    September 14, 2017 at 12:35 pm

    • Set those spores free.. the wind will take them. I like your concept and thanks for the like!!

      Luke Dunn

      September 14, 2017 at 12:36 pm


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